April 2006

I just wanted to post some random comedy today from Greg Behrendt, shamefully transcribed by yours truly. That said, enjoy 😉

“I don’t want to be the creepy old guy so then I thought of a solution. I thought of a solution. Something called the Adult rock show now hear me out on this. The adult rock show starts at seven, 7 o’clock show kicking the ass. I got shit to do tomorrow, man. I got a J-O-B, thats a job, friends. Seven o’clock show.

Cost prohibitive. Seven o’clock show. Cost prohibitive.

No young punks. No young punks, 25 and over the cut off point. I’ll pay more money not to be with young punks. I think that’s fair. I don’t want to go to a show with some 15 y.o. all fucked up on gin and guava juice or whatever he stole from his parents liquor cabinet. Fucking back it up dude, back it up dude this is cashmere, back it up. Don’t make me dry clean dude, I swear to god.

Cost prohibitive. 7 o’clock show. Band plays one hour. One hour. One hour. The band plays one hour.

No opening band. No … opening … band. I don’t want to see you struggle through your career. Come back when you got hits, bro. I don’t have time for a new relationship. I don’t know how its going to work out. I might die before you get good. I’m sorry I can’t do it. Not tonight, bro.

Band plays one hour no encore, don’t play fucking hide and seek with the hits just fucking play the songs we came to hear, do a couple of surprises, do the song from the soundtrack, boom, valet parking home by nine, LOST is on.”

While I don’t agree with all of those points, the fucked up teen on gin and guava juice made me chortle at that image …


Seeya on the flip side 😉
– GermanCityGirl

Currently watching: The Mystery of Charles Dickens.


So I was reading one of my friends’ blogs on their site and they did a survey that had some question about celebrity crushes and it got me to thinkin’ who I have a celebrity crush on …

Oh yes, my dearies. There’s a list, to be sure. It’s not a long one, but it exists …

Anyway, to confess one of my crushes. I am the smitten with Stephen Colbert.

He’s intelligent + humourous + quick of wit! He’s sarcastic and a major geek!

It wasn’t so hard … I said it and have thusly blogged it for all to see and know!

Now I can fall asleep feeling loads better that is out in the universe. Enjoy an 80s song that deserves to be a classic.

Sleep well, my pretties …
(and always remember my mind is kissing you)

Seeya on the flip side 😉
– GermanCityGirlNotCharlene

p.s. In attempting to link this blog to someone, I saw that the videos of our emperor with no clothes had been pulled for copyright infringement …

I wanted to remedy that. And yes, thank you Stephen Colbert.

Currently listening: The Tigers Have Spoken by Neko Case

Meal: Still full from grilled chicken + green onion + chow mein noodle salad with miso sesame dressing.

I having one right now.

A refreshing milk tea with fat glutinous lychee jellies in the bottom. GC tried one once and the look of distaste on his face was priceless. I tried to get him to try one of the lychee jellies, claiming it was a different consistency than the regular tapioca but he wasn’t buying it. He doesn’t care for custards or puddings either. He’s a cake + cookie man, pure and simple. No jiggly sweets for him, well … other than me, that is 😉

And that last sentence nearly made me gag with the cuteness. Which means either it will get edited out on the read through or left in to be ironic. The latter only works if you know me, that is.

Anyway, I always like the cellophane on top of the sealed drinks when you get them. This one was mine and GC’s mum had this one, but hers was strictly a chocolate shake – no tapioca to chew gummily. I love the fact they are holiday ones for no apparent reason in the middle of Spring, then again, I am a certifiable goofball. It’s true. There are papers here somewhere in a box. We just haven’t unpacked it yet.

There was a Lollicup in Houston that we’d go to on the weekends before we embarked on errands and I’d sometimes splurge and get one of my favourite drinks ever – a strawberry snow bubble. There was a song made up about it that I’d sing in anticipation of this drink … it was that good.

“Strawberry snow bubble …
it gets me in a lotta trouble.
Strawberry snow bubble …
I gotta have one on the double.”

There’s choreography that goes along with it. Trust me. It’s amusing. I’m miming it now. You should see me. Anyway, this wonderful concoction was a flurry of icy pinkness with cream + strawberries + tapioca and I totally want one now just thinking about it. I’ll have to see if the places here can do one like it.

So what randomness can I share today before I am strong and make myself go be productive?

Let’s see …

This is nearby and on the list of places to check out. The jaw opens and closes during business hours, hypnotising you to come and buy healthy goodness. Sometimes I’ve driven by after hours and he is slack-jawed wide open. He must have such a headache or a righteous case of dry mouth in the morning. There is a smokehouse next door and while I don’t know if it can come close to Woody’s back in Texas, I’ll meander in to check out the homemade jerky. If you are a jerky fan, you owe it to yourself to try some of their buffalo jerky – it’s excellent!

Here is a close-up of the agape maw of the salmon … and how funny that the shot shows FOODS MAR – like foods of the sea! Completely unintentional, I just noticed that as I was resizing the image down. Random shit like that makes me smile, don’t ask me why.

Our day began here:

for some breakfast, er okay. Brunch. But there’s no rule that says pancakes had in the early afternoon can’t be breakfast, right? I enjoyed the hell out of “3 Pigs in a Blanket”, with the substitution for buckwheat instead of buttermilk pancakes. What a healthful way to gussy up sausage links … that way, I didn’t feel so bad when I drizzled warm syrup all over their buckwheat pants. Mmmmmmmm, nice way to start my afternoon with dressed up pigs in edible trousers.

And I just realised that my blog is following no set pattern of chronological time today, in fact … it seems to be completely backtracking as I continue to type. Since I having trouble with the retelling of linear time, I’m going to heed the summons to get off the Mac to finish with the last bit of the STOLMEN. And when Green Lantern GermanCity walks in looking like this, who am I to ignore his request for assistance.

The Lantern Corps Needs You!

Seeya on the flip side 😉
– GreenLanternCorpsGirl

Currently listening: Samurai Soul by Ulfuls.

Meal: Still full from the milk tea + brunchy goodness.

So that gorram food poisoning truly kicked my arse up one way and down another. Wow. I had not been that sick since a formerly favourite noodle house in Houston tried to kill us a few days before we moved to PHX. It was that kind of sick where you lie or sit or lie where you fall on the floor of the bathroom, praying for the pain to just go the fuck away … you know, like when you make a deal with Gee-dash-dee that you’ll never drink again if he will just get you through that night as you sprawl clutching the bowl for support thankful that you keep your toilet clean enough for your face to be that close …

At least, I had a buddy during my infirmity. He kept coming to be with me when I was lying down … I love that about animals, I felt like utter shite but there he was to hang with mum even when he grew tired of gazing at my forlorn countenance.

Oh yeah, I took these while he was napping. I love that little guy.

Anyway, onto cheerier topics! Wait, how can anything more cheerier than cute cat pix! Heh. My new sheets came today. I have never loved sheets more than these.

Aren’t they cool as hell? We have the red ones on the bed now with the grey ones tucked away in the closet for later. Oh yeah, these are the matching pillow shams …

GC thinks they are groovy too and now that we’ve decided to go graphically insane with bedding, he is sending me links here and there for this site and that one. I’m way lucky to have a guy with design sense. Doesn’t he look adorable, full of tea and sushi … and looking rather smug!

We’re making slow but steady progress with the closets. We’ve decided to go a different route, but I’ll save that for an entirely new and gripping blog entry about yes, closets. I have three boxes left to unpack in the kitchen. I never realised how much storage space I gave up from the townhouse to here but I can deal with it … seriously, I can. I checked the temps in PHX compared to here and yeah, all good … less storage space, no problem.

Last photo and comment of the day. I remembered to take a photo of the odd little sign in the window of our neighbourhood Chinese restaurant.

Of course. How silly of me!

They can handle the hungry ones but the extra hungry ones need to be patient and queue up in the fenced lot. And if that craving for bamboo hits that many voracious pandas at once, that fence is all that will keep them from us.

Them from us.

Yeah, you know how they can be.

You’ve seen them eat. PBS nature programmes or when they lull you into that false sense of security at the zoo.

No, no, no.

Don’t look at them, just walk by slowly …

ever so slowly, eyes ahead.

They can smell the fear.

Seeya on the flip side 😉
– GermanCityGirl

p.s. You know you guys missed me.

Currently listening: She Wants Revenge by She Wants Revenge.

Meal: Hot green tea with rice, getting back on the food horse really slow.

Out of commission for a day or so – one of my friends brought it to my attention that I went M.I.A. without explanation.

I feel better but not enough to write a lot just yet.

I’ll see you guys soon.

Seeya on the flip side 😉
– GermanCityGirl

I am phenomenally tired.

I will oblige the tagger’s request by answering the question, naming a few others as per the instructions … and then post later my photographic record of our daily after a little sleep. Contractor coming at 0800. Don’t those bloody people sleep in?

Anyway, the question put to me was: what are the 6 weirdest/oddest things about me?

Ha! Just six?

In no particular order, off the top of my very tired mind:

– I have to wash my hands after going shopping because I feel so grimy after touching things.

– I dab Mentholatum under my nose before I sleep.

– My clothes in the closet all have to face the same way.

– I can remember within five spaces where a particular CD or DVD is in our collection despite its immense size.

– I compulsively buy a bottle of cold water when leaving stores even though as it’s being rung up, I remember I prolly have one IN the car.

– I believe in ghosts and have had several encounters with them.

According to Collin – you are to list your 6 weirdest/oddest things about you, even if they are secrets and then tag seven people.

1. Pam
2. Rihk
3. Lost
4. JenMuse
5. Sean
6. Juha
7. Texas Grrl

Me sleep now.
Seeya on the flip side 😉
– GermanCityGirl

Currently listening to: WCPE.

Meal: The last of the turkey made into a sandwich with swiss + tomato. Chips + a Bubble-Up to wash it down.

(I am pre-dating this blog entry because it was written on Tuesday though I did not get to paste it over here … )

To get my mind off my letter from the IRS, the monkey and I embarked out into the world of sun and breeze. We began at our neighbourhood favourite and learned that Kyung works lunchtimes so we’ll prolly stick to lunches here, since she’s so sweet!

Me – pork curry katsu, rice, and salad.
GC – chicken bento and all that implies.

Since we were the last lunch patrons, Kyung locked up while we finished. I took this opportunity to take some pictures of the place. They have a great little traditional room where we want to take guests when they visit. I love the cubbies underneath for shoes and the extra-long shoehorn that you can see to the right of the doorframe. There’s a little Tengu that I enjoy eating under and if you are remotely curious, go here. On the sushi bar itself, a traditional Japanese couple relaxing after a warm day! It just struck me as amusing – the way they are camped out in front of the fan like when everyone leaves, he turns it on for her with his left foot. Yeah, I’m silly, I know.

We finished our last cup of green tea, we headed out into the world to do some shopping for the house. Lately, it’s either unpacking, buying stuff for the house, or eating out. I suppose I should not complain or anything, it’s not like I have to wake up early and wrestle with some harsh-ass commute.

After our late lunch, we decided to take a drive with no particular place to go. We wound our way through neighbourhoods, giving a running critique of this house and that – our usual repartee to bolster whatever we are discussing at the moment. We saw some amazing bamboo in someone’s yard, as thick as a soft drink can – pale with striations of green. It was so beautiful that I had to circle the block to look at it again. I hope with GC’s mom visiting this week, we can get some bamboo planted but I’m not pushing – I know she’s here to soak up the area and check it all out.

We found ourselves back at Carkeek and as we walked around, we heard the distinctive sound of a train in the distance. We stood on the bridge that spans the tracks and saw one parked. We could see another one coming on the empty track. It dawned on me that my camera was in the car so I went back down and then back up again to get some pictures of the train.

Standing there on the bridge, vibrating from the sheer force of the hurtling train below … I immediately thought of the old movies where the gangs of scalawag bandits jumped on while it was moving. I saw Jackie Chan and Owen Wilson brawling … and then realised that trains from way back when went way slower than nowadays … and that movies make things like that look so easy. In reality? You would so get hurt!

After our sojourn to the park to sigh and marvel where we live (no real clue on when this will end), we decided to head to Lowes and return some organisational baskety things that were too tall for our needs. On our way there, I made a stop at a cemetery I have noticed on my way in and out of Seattle. The impressive rows of symmetrical white headstones reminded me of Arlington so since we had some time, I wanted to stop.

The first thing we saw driving around the windy roads of the cemetery was a rather large statue depicting a WWI “Doughboy.” The inscription is a truncated history of the statue. I found this afterwards when I wanted to learn more.

And as logic would dictate, I thought of my father and the stalwart love he had for this country, flaws and all. How tall he would stand when he sang the National Anthem or how he joined the Navy because he just inherently knew it was the right thing to do. How he’d mist up when watching Mister Roberts after laughing the whole way through or how reflective his face would get when he’s tell me about his Navy days especially towards the end. I felt the warmth in my cheeks, the involuntary downward tug at the corners of my mouth, the tears flow … and there on a Spring day in Seattle – I let the feeling wash over me amidst those stark white markers. It wasn’t one of those “I-miss-my-father” moments that sneak up on me now and again, more of this clear and present reminder of what others have sacrificed to give me the freedom I enjoy.

I could not capture all of them so I just end this with the ones that I did photograph.

Seeya on the flip side,
– GermanCityGirl 😉

Currently Listening: Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me by the Cure.

Meal: Quickie black bean + cheddar nachos with green onion.

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